Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

The little Naimiao drooped her furry head in frustration.

The boy seemed to notice her depression, and rubbed her little head comfortingly.

Little Naimiao calmed down for a while before she let out the depression in her heart.

She cast a disgusted look at Julie who was unconscious on the ground, and was just about to ask Su Chen what to do with this woman, when she suddenly remembered the cell phone that was still filming in the bedroom, and jumped out of Su Chen's embrace.

The young man followed behind the little Naimiao calmly, watching the fluffy little ball go straight to the bedroom.

Running to the side of the phone that fell on the ground, the claw clawed the phone and turned it over.

The phone is still shooting video.

It has been connected to the power bank, but there is no automatic shutdown due to low battery.

Su Tang tapped to stop, and handed the phone to the feet of the boy who followed him as if asking for credit.

Meow meow meow!

Su Chen bent down and picked up the phone with his slender fingers.

The video is very long, nearly an hour.

Su Chen jumped to watch.

The phone was always facing up, so only the ceiling was photographed during the whole process.

But the sound can still be heard clearly.

Especially what Julie said to Su Chen in the first part, and the words that Julie shouted after the little Naimiao threw herself on Julie, and the little Naimiao meowed out of anger.

The boy took his mobile phone and cut off the second half of the video.

Little Naimiao tilted her head in doubt.

Meow?

Su Chen stroked Su Tang's head, his light-colored thin lips were slightly hooked, and his eyes were dark and secretive.

Sugar is awesome.

Be, be praised!

Accustomed to the indifference and coldness of this reincarnation, suddenly being gently touched and praised by the young boy...Su Tang felt a little bit of excitement inexplicably.

Probably because the reincarnation in this life still has a similar temperament to the Immortal Venerable.

There is always a feeling of being praised by the immortal...

With a swish, the little Naimiao raised her claws and covered her face violently.

The fluffy tail shyly curled up behind him, curled up into a fluffy ball.

Su Chen probably had never seen a cat's tail curl up, so he reached out his hand out of curiosity and straightened the tail.

...

As soon as the boy let go, his tail curled back again.

Su Chen's expression was calm, and he calmly stretched out his hand to play with it several times.

Su Tang turned around fiercely, Meow!

Don't touch my tail!

The boy paused for a moment, put away his phone calmly, and hugged her again, not at all like a Yazi who was addicted to playing with a certain cat's tail.

...

Julie felt that all this was like a dream.

She clearly remembered that she had visited Su Chen's house, but when she woke up, she found herself lying on the sofa in her living room.

She got up slowly, trying to recall the chaotic memories in her mind.

She remembered that at Su Chen's house, she was the only one who was about to kiss the young man, but a cat suddenly jumped out and ruined it.

That cat was a stray cat that ran away from her before and was picked up by Su Chen, and even scratched her face several times...

Face!

Julie suddenly came back to her senses, and subconsciously raised her hand to touch her face.

hiss--

When her finger touched the wound, Julie suddenly inhaled in pain.

The damn cat!

She got up quickly, kept touching the sofa beside her, and finally found her mobile phone under the pillow.

She nervously turned on the camera in her phone and switched it to selfie mode——

The hair of the woman in the camera is messy, and there are several long red marks on her face, with dark red condensation on it.

It's like the mistress who was just torn apart by the original partner.

Embarrassed.